I finally have reviewed the final revisions for my new book, Big Yoga for Less Stress. As with any important endeavour, this book has taken a long time to come to fruition. In the midst of it all, my darling son Sam died unexpectedly, and there I was, having tomarshall all my Yoga techniques and practices to upift me, to help me get through the heartbreaking work of grieving the loss of a loved one.
There really isn’t anything quite so gut-wrenching as losing a child. I hope it never happens to you. But it seems it’s in my blood–my mother lost my sister before her 40th birthday, my grandmother lost her daughter at a young age. In fact, my great grand-mother had lost ALL her family by the time she left the body–she had outlived them all. She was a very spiritual woman, and took solace in prayer and poetry. I hope to share her strength and endurance.
You don’t have to twist yourself into a pretzel to get the benefits of Yoga. The new book offers the most benign of stretches, some simple breathing practices, and meditations that can help you navigate the horrors of whatever life throws at you. Take some time for yourself. Stretch out, breathe a little. Meditation will begin to happen if you give yourself the opportunity to sit quietly.
This is Yoga. Yoga isn’t about standing onyour head or assuming the position of a pretzel. It’s about learning to accept life on life’s terms, with love and grace. I pray for that grace every day, as I come to the 2nd anniversary of Sam’s death. It’s not an easy path, but it’s simple. It’s about surrendering–accepting–whatever comes. I’m a little shakey with this at the moment, but everything changes, and tomorrow, or the next day, I’ll get caught up again the the joys and blessings of the Yogic lifestyle, and I’ll rejoice once again.
Let me know if you’ve suffered from something similar–let’s cry together